Last breath I

As soon as we descended the steps of the side stairs, the ceremony still going on, we went outside.

Imagine my surprise when I found Anya and Breno talking to Nic, while Maria Lua was on her lap, with Be on her lap.

I ran towards them, nearly falling over, my stiletto heels sinking into the soft grass.

I stopped between them and Nic, preventing them from seeing my daughter:

- What are you doing here? - I asked, feeling the anger uncontained inside me.

- We... We just came to see the girl. - Anya said.

- You can't see her. She is our daughter. – Heitor spoke firmly – If you approach again, I will ask for a protective measure against you.

- We really just wanted to see the girl. After all, we don't want to have the same end as Daniel. – Breno said.

- I didn't understand... - I pretended not to understand.

- Do you really think we believe that Daniel disappeared or left? He just disappeared from the country.

- We don't know about him – I said – And I don't even want to know.

- Well, unlike my wife, I know what happened to him. And honestly, I would really like to show you in detail how his last moments were. Starting with you. – He touched Breno's chest hard, making him take a step back.

Anon 2 came quickly towards us, his hand inside his coat, making it clear that he was armed. Allan tried to come as quickly as possible.

- Will this ever end? We won legally. And you can never change the judge's decision. - I spoke.

- We're looking for evidence that you abused your stepdaughter. – Heitor looked steadily at Breno. “I'm not going to settle down until I've got you in the chair, you pedophile psychopath. Don't even look in my girl's direction or I might end up with you right here, you scumbag son of a bitch.

- Motherfucker! – Malu repeated, making us look at her.

What the fuck! Only this one was missing. Malu learn swear words.

- You can't repeat that... It's ugly, okay? – Nic said – Now tell the uncles to leave at once because Malu needs to rest a little.

- Go away! she scowled, narrowing her eyes, wrinkling her forehead.

- As she looks like Salma... - Anya gave a smile.

- Anya, go away, please. – Asked – When she grows up, she will know about Salma... And she will be proud of her biological mother. But you know that won't happen with you, do you? I will always make it very clear how much they blackmailed and fucked us.

- I... Can I at least give her a hug? That's all... I promise never to get close again. Anya looked at me.

- What were you doing here? – I asked, curious – Did they think of getting more money at our expense?

- In truth no. We are living in an apartment nearby. As we walked, we saw the girl... And Heitor Casanova's initials on the license plates... And I wanted to meet her... That's all.

She lifted the bags she had in her hands and I realized she must be coming back from the market or something, as they were full of groceries.

I went a little to the side and said:

- You can try to hug her... If she accepts, fine.

Anya gave the bags to Breno and approached Malu, who was still holding the cat in her lap. They were the same height.

- Can I give you a hug? – Anya asked her.

She opened her arms, surprising me. Here's one thing she didn't like: talking or being nice to strangers.

Anya hugged her and when she tried to leave, Malu grabbed her hair, not letting go. The woman tried to remove our little girl's fingers, who were curling the strands more and more, now with both little hands. She started calling for help, trying to free herself. I went to them and wrapped my fingers around the other side, pulling hard as I pretended to try to help.

After a while and many strands pulled out, Nicolete managed to save Anya, while my hands and my daughter's were full of reddish strands and poor care. I began to remove the threads wrapped around my fingers.

Anya faced Maria Lua, who spoke, with her nose in the air:

- Motherfucker!

This time I didn't call her attention. The girl was very smart and at the age of two she already knew who the “sons of bitches” in life were.

And that's how Anya and Breno turned their backs and left our lives for good.

I had been very agitated. My heart was pounding. I still had a strand of Anya's hair wrapped around my finger, the last one. I looked at him and felt my stomach drop.

- These people make me sick. Hector said.

- I agree. - I said at the same time that I turned my back and threw up, not being able to control the nausea caused by the disqualified hair strand.

The thing is... I kept throwing up, by a hair's breadth.

Heitor held my hair, asking nervously:

- My love... Is everything okay?

- They disgust me... Very, very disgusting... - I wiped my mouth, trying to take a deep breath and look at the sky, forgetting the situation of minutes ago. “Hector… Look at me… I'm torn and puked. It's Ben's wedding...

Maria Lua looked at me and started to laugh, putting her little hand to her mouth, fidgeting, the way she knew we thought it was funny.

- Are you laughing at me, you naughty bitch? – I touched her belly, still in Nicolete's lap.

Malu got serious and pointed her finger to the side:

- Grandfather...

We immediately looked at Allan, who had his head lolling forward, looking dead.

- Allan... - I ran towards him, holding his face between my hands.

He opened his eyes and spoke in a weak voice:

- I don't feel well... I need to rest a little. You literally kill me, Barbara! He gave a half smile.

- Let's take him to the hospital. – Heitor immediately went to the car, guiding it towards us.

- I don't want... - Allan complained.

Anon 2 parked the car next to Hector's and said:

- Sir, we better go in his car. It's all tailored to your comfort.

- Okay, maybe. Hector spoke nervously.

- Nic, take Malu into the church. Never leave there, under any circumstances. Keep Mandy and represent us at the reception after the wedding, please. Tell Ben what happened. We won't be back until everything is ok.

- Don't worry, Babi, I'll take care of everything around here.

- Don't leave Anon's side, please.

- But it's his wedding, Babi.

- It doesn't matter, always with him. – I reiterated.

I sat next to Allan in the car and Heitor was in front, next to Anon 2.

- I'll tell his doctor right now. – Heitor said, picking up the cell phone and making the call.

- No need... It's no use anymore. I don't want to stay in a hospital room. My time has come, Hector.